Inspired by the sitting on your bass drum thread..Drunk party goers really make the world go round, right? One time the guest of honor grabs the mic and starts drunk screaming into it. Blew the tweeter on the one side.

Stooopid!

Only once did a guy sit at my set uninvited. At a nice bar in Philly. Claimed he knew the guitarist and played with him. That didn't check out. So we told him that we didn't know him and he needs to get off the stage. He reluctantly went away saying something racist and generally not liking the situation. I never saw him before.

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I have quite a bit of the jumping onstage and singing into the mic thing. Have had my fare share of drunk guy standing at the front of the stage screaming obscure songs he wants us to play. Had a guy puke into one of our monitors (oh wait, that was the guitarist). Had a guy jump onstage between sets and proceed to knock over the guitars and a couple of cymbal stands.

We used to invite girls from the crowd to come onstage and dance with us. One such girl took her top off. Probibly the highlight of my musical career.

1) Drunk fat boy, showing off his dance moves -- lost it and did a face plant directly into the band. knocked over one PA speaker, singers mic stand (nearly knocking his teeth out), guitar amp, pedals went flying everywhere -- noone injured (luckily), no equipment broken (again, luckily). Fat boy's friends took up a nice collection to to tip the band and the venue gave us a little extra taste as well... Still, hope that never happens again.

2) Great crowd crowding the stage... relatively hot, drunk chick stands directly in front of bass player grooving on the tunes... after a few minutes she gets a glazed look in her eyes, bends over and power-pukes all over his pedals/feet. PRICELESS!! - once again, no damage done... we all still talk about it to this day (happened about 6 years ago)

Well, we've had drunk dancers knock over one of the PA towers. Luckily the only damage was cosmetic. I have had people dancing onstage trip on the kick mic boom and knock it over. (One of the reasons I went to an internal mic) The guitarist had someone trip on the cable to his POD, sending it flying out into the dance floor. I have had someone knock a crash cymbal over (wood stage - amazingly it didn't even ding the edge) and I had someone puke on my ride cymbal, just a little bit. Most of it missed.

My favorite was a girl who was playing tambourine. She came up onto the drum riser and put her arms around me, then sat down beside me and held on to me, leaning against me as I tried not to screw up. It was damnably hard to play, but she was gorgeous and very friendly.

Oh, and just Tuesday night I was told I was the best f@*king guitar player this guy had ever heard. That's no small accomplishment when you are playing a drum kit, let me tell you...

Not a gig, but a guys-only-jam-weekend. This guy sits at my kit, flails at the drums and immediately drops a stick. He bends over and tips off the throne in slow motion, ending up between the hats and the snare stand - without knocking anything over! No damage done, except for a strange rug-burn on his forehead.

Oh wait... that was me.

On the flip-side, you can't totally appreciate your kit until you see its underbelly.

Playing blues-rock one night, I had a drunken gentleman tell me over and over for an hour that I was a "great" drummer, but if I had a double pedal, it would really take my playing to the "next level".

I finally got away from him and a bit later heard a huge ruckus coming from my drum kit. Drunk advice boy was "playing" my kit bashing the hell out of everything literally as hard as he could. Cracked a crash, and actually bent my bass drum pedal shaft about 20 degrees back in the 45 seconds it took me to go get him away from my stuff. Had to get a new beater and get rid of the crash. No re-reimbursement, of course.

The common I used to get was from pick up gigs. I'd get a call "emergency, we need a drummer tonight..." So you go down to some bar, set up and notice there are some people drinking at the bar. You do your 4 sets. Get your cash, tear down. The same people are sitting at the bar.

They inevitably come over "oh man, you guys were great! You were so tight, you must rehearse all the time!" meanwhile I'm thinking "uh, I've never met anyone else in the band until right before we went on." ha.

Mostly, just the girls taking their tops off and the guys being too forward with the women. Between sets, the cougars flock to me in droves--probably because I like to give them all "the eye" while playing. It's a fun little game, and alcohol definitely makes it all possible.

The gig was a booze cruise with a couple hundred BC students in Boston Harbor: always a treat. Coming back in at the end of the night, gear all packed and ready to offload down the aft gangway- which was only closed off by a chain across the gunwales, not by a solid door-like structure. Falling-down-drunk guy goes to the rail to hurl as we are maneuvering alongside, and in so doing, knocks my kick drum case (with my kick drum in it, of course) over the side. To add insult to injury, he then proceeds to *comprehensively hose it down* with the contents of his stomach as it is bobbing in the drink. Stumble, urp, splash, blurgh, splat. Argh.

Luckily, I was using the most absurd overkill drum cases going at the time, so it just floated alongside until I could snag a handle with a boathook, roll it over a couple of times to rinse off the smegma, and haul it back aboard- with a final freshwater rinse from the deck hose. Not a drop of water got on the drum.

I retired those cases because of the weight, but I still have 'em, just in case I ever need to do serious extended roadwork again. Military surplus Zero Halliburton deep-drawn aluminum, hermetically sealed with gaskets: they paid for themselves many times over, but _especially_ that night.... I shudder to think what might have happened with a cheap fiber case or a soft bag like I use nowadays- or worse, no case at all like some folks do.

Pix of that case below, as it is today. It was worth its weight in gold for that duty. The old label that is peeling off is from my old sound company, and says "Just because this equipment is already beaten all to s$%t doesn't mean you can finish it off." Words to live by!

I've forgotten more than I remember but for sure drunk women removing clothes.

I remember when I was gigging with a Country band, one guy kept throwing each of us in the band $50.00 bills to play a certain song. I raked it in pretty good that night..... I wish I could remember what song it was but it was too long ago.

There's plenty more I'm sure if I thought about it though I spent a great deal many more years playing private parties/corporate events and for the most part that type of thing was more than rare to happen.

My fav is at the country bars that have line dancing and mechanical bull riding.The kind of place that has two kinds of music...country and western.

The two bi- curious drunk college chicks both get up on the bull...facing each other,while riding said bull at a very slow speed.Set up a tip jar and ask for requests....and wait for the fun to begin..............priceless.Yippee ki yay partner.

Tonto think he like Kemosabe.

Yeah I've had the occasional drunken drummer asking "can I jammmmm with you guyssh"

I politely tell them no,and thank them for thier interest,but we pretty much filled the drum spot tonight.I then ask where his band is playing so I can get drunk and jam with them.

I played a gig a few years ago and kept getting harassed by two drunks that wanted me to give them drumsticks. They were totally smashed and told me (barely could speak) that they just came from a Tesla concert. They kept shouting throughout our last set that "Tesla Rules."

I finally relented about the drumsticks and singed a pair of drumsticks for them that read:

"thanks for the support, your pal Troy Lucketta."

They were so smashed, they could not see straight or much less walk. I like to think they have those sticks displayed somewhere. LOL.

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Long time ago ... a guy knocked over a mounted Bose PA speaker after we finished playing and the speaker landed on our singer's flute, bending it into a V shape. The next week she brought a new song she'd written - Bent Out of Shape.

To be fair, the guy was concussed as well as drunk. Before the gig he'd been struck by a beer spill tray hurled by the wife of one of his mates (his mate had ducked). They bandaged him up in the mens' toilet and from there he really got into the beer.

Another memorable one - a bikie taken to hospital after eating his beer glass (and obviously didn't get his Jim Rose Circus glass chewing technique together). That night another bikie was doing rollovers on the dance floor with his pants down, doing serial moons as his bum rolled back on top.

Playing at a campground, hot drunk girl who has been dancing around in her short-shorts and tank top decides to join the band on stage. She steps on some guitar cables and f***s up the sound system, made a terrible noise we thought was the end of our rig. Then, she gets up behind me dancing, putting her... chest, we'll call it :)... in my back and doing her thing.

After the show, the guitarist's wife says to a friend of mine, "I bet Larry just wants to get home and take a shower after getting that slut's boob sweat all over him."

Playing blues-rock one night, I had a drunken gentleman tell me over and over for an hour that I was a "great" drummer, but if I had a double pedal, it would really take my playing to the "next level".

I finally got away from him and a bit later heard a huge ruckus coming from my drum kit. Drunk advice boy was "playing" my kit bashing the hell out of everything literally as hard as he could. Cracked a crash, and actually bent my bass drum pedal shaft about 20 degrees back in the 45 seconds it took me to go get him away from my stuff. Had to get a new beater and get rid of the crash. No re-reimbursement, of course.

Cheezus! That's worse than sitting on the bass drum for sure. At least he complimented your drumming.

Hows this- not drunk, but hung over/tired and the other side of the tracks. I can't remember the band/guitarists name, tho he had an fx pedal which he could step on and short the houses fuse box.

Playing some dive, the band tired/hungover, no people... in the middle of a solo guitar player would step on the pedal and pop a breaker. Band would get a break as staff would take 30-45 min figuring out what had happened, look for the fuse box etc.

Cheezus! That's worse than sitting on the bass drum for sure. At least he complimented your drumming.

The "compliment" was really back-handed, though. Firstly, it was following a real compliment from someone else, and it had the caveat. He was basically of the impression that drummers who don't use a double pedal at all times are "held back" from their true potential and that everything I played could have been better if I had put double bass notes at every opportunity. I think he literally said something like "it's always better with two pedals".

And nobody sat on my bass drum, he stood up on it fully (one foot, the other dangling). I guess he saw some other rock stars doing it and figured the hoops were made for it?

OMG there's so many funny stories here...every one of them is funny...Just tonight I saw a crying woman so falling down drunk, something bad apparently had happened to her...She was saying she had no place to go....She fell onto the sidewalk...it was amazing she didn't brain herself. Earlier some guy was playing with the bandleaders Ipad....Then a different guy was holding an unlit lighter at the back of the bass players amp. (our backs were open to the street) He said bass amps can blow a lighter out by the air they move. Wack a doo....Oh and he used to be the audio technician for Squeeze. And Bruce Springsteen fired him. And he just finished building an "experimental" recording studio. Lol. People are wacky. This one couple was making out for most of the night. But drunk girls are great, right? It was a fun night. There was a lot of fun people too. Nothing says social lubrication like alcohol lol

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Was watching a local band one night, when a group of drunk chicks came in. One of them was overly plastered and turned green. She looked around in a state of confusion, grabbed her friends purse, filled it up with vomit, then decided to use it as a pillow. She was escorted out of the bar. About 30 minutes later she comes back, partying hard once again, dancing on a bench seat. She puked again while dancing, all over the bench seat, then slipped in the vomit and did a face plant off the seat. Funniest damn thing I've ever seen. Once again she was removed from the bar.

While playing, a friend of mine came to the show and lost his balance in the moshpit. He fell into one of the stage monitors and broke his arm. He continued to mosh throughout the rest of the show. Other than that it was usually fights.

many moons ago I was in a local band called 'The Murmur'; music was pretty good, sort of hard edged indie rock. Anyhoos, we did a gig at the local hospital social club and we had a full house of people who actually came to see us!! about half way through the set a couple of guys (who we knew well, small town, same age etc) started their own 2 man mosh pit; bouncing around and spitting at each other. Some of the crowd 'spoke' to them to calm down, one did,one didn't!
So we had a one man mosh pit...Cap'n Mosh then must have got a little bored so he started bouncing up and down in front of the singer guitarist, about 12 inches from him but 2 feet lower as we were on a small stage.
The mosher is bouncing up every 3 or 4 seconds and then decides to start spitting...at the singer....2nd lot hits singer (Andy) full in his face...Andy, true professional that he was, waited until the instrumental break and launches a mighty swinging right hand punch at the mosher as he is at the peak of his bounce!!
Mosher travels backwards some distance before landing on the back of his head on the dance floor and lays there without moving; Andy and us finish the song, crowd give us a massive ovation (more for the punch I think) and we finish the set. Mosher was helped out eventually by his special friend...I will never forget seeing this horses ass travelling at a height of possibly 6 feet in a perfectly horizontal position past other, better behaved, music fans!! Great night....probably not for him tho..

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The first stupid thing is getting drunk to begin with. I've been there so yes I have been stupid as well. Since the singer is only using one hand for the mic, it is his job to fend off all drunks in the center of the stage, and stage left. The bass player with the rock hard wooden bass is responsible for stage right. Also put a monitor or two in from of and off to one side of the bass drum. Then stupid is as stupid does, be a hard ass and let on one on stage. I don't think the level of experience of the band has anything to do with it. I really wanted to ask Bermuda if I could sit in at the Weird Al show but thought better of it. It's your stage, keep others off of it.

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best thing i ever saw, years ago i played drums in a hardcore band, lots of fun but our singer ended up with a mad case of LSD (lead singer Disease) leading to the end of the band. but this one gig at a local youth centre he went all out to prove his awesomeness.
mid set in front of maybe 20 people in this tiny youth centre he got really into the song moshing around and singing, and then doing some rad hardcore singer move brings his knee up high at the same time moshing his head downwards. low and behold.
He Breaks his Own NOSE!!!!! was priceless!!! one of my fav memories of many random gigs.
played till the end of the show and then headed to hospital, we have never let him live it down, Straight Edge kids can stupidly hurt themselves too.

the drunk chicks are the best!. I don't have any cool stories, except one gig, some drunk dude came up on stage and sat next to my lead singer,( he sits behind keyboards) and starts singing along with him. My singer just started laughing and looked around at us like" ok, what do i do with this guys?". The guy eventually got up and left after about 2 minutes or so.It was pretty funny. Ugh, that was a lame story......

and then doing some rad hardcore singer move brings his knee up high at the same time moshing his head downwards. low and behold.
He Breaks his Own fucking NOSE!!!!! was priceless!!! one of my fav memories of many random gigs.

I play a regular gig at a ski-resort during the winter. People come up from all over and drink until they think they are on another planet. Here's just a few:

Very drunk guy falls backwards into my bass drum after tripping over monitor speaker. Slams his back into the lugs, which hurt me to even watch. He didn't spill a drop of his drink though, which was quite impressive. He goes to a chair next to the "stage" and proceeds to wet hit pants before being escorted out. On the way out, he tries to fight the bouncer and falls down the stairs... Throws up at the bottom of the stairs.

Drunk dancing man spinning around on dance floor. Bass player and I try to get him to fall down by overplaying. Mission accomplished.

People dancing with decorative plants.

Ladies pushing butts against outside window.

One amazingly hot woman (who turns out to be a stripper) starts flashing her tits at my bass player. He blushes and is shy. Next set she bends over in her dress. No panties... While loading out she is gratifying herself in the window with one leg up as a number of gentlemen with cellphone cameras take video. It was quite disgusting actually.

I play a regular gig at a ski-resort during the winter. People come up from all over and drink until they think they are on another planet. Booze turns people into animals...

Oh, lordy. That's another thing: the combination of booze and altitude is a sure-fire killer, of which many folks from sea level seem *blissfully* unaware.

Did you ever notice how easy it is to get buzzed on just a couple of airline drinks? Long-haul airliners pressurize their cabins to an equivalent altitude of about 8,000 feet. The low partial pressure of oxygen really amplifies the effects of alcohol for the unwary.

There used to be a sign over the bar at the base lodge at the Crested Butte ski area (elevation about 9,000 feet) that said "Tourists: DO NOT attempt to outdrink the locals"...

We live at almost 6700 feet here, so I'm pretty much acclimated to this effect- but it is always amusing when folks come from sea level to visit. Conversely, when we get to sea level, we have developed a reputation as pretty much bottomless drinkers, for better or worse.

Haven't done any ski resort gigs yet, but I'm likely to have some coming up. I'll have to take notes!

My favorite was a girl who was playing tambourine. She came up onto the drum riser and put her arms around me, then sat down beside me and held on to me, leaning against me as I tried not to screw up. It was damnably hard to play, but she was gorgeous and very friendly.

I had two tambourine chicks right beside me once and, let's just say they didn't have great timing. It is really difficult to try and ignore something like that. It's like trying to do math in your head when someone is shouting out random numbers.

Interesting skod. I had no idea that altitude made a difference in regards to alcohol.

me neither...............may have to prove it to myself one day.

I guess I've had the same type of experiences as most of you......................almost all revolve around alcohol and women......................comes with the territory I guess. At least us drummers have a little protection from the crazy ones....................